That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 844:

Leaving them for Vladya, he hunted only the one that mattered.

Then, he saw her.

The masked Urekai carrying her was running through the underbrush.

Daemonikai roared, lunging forward. The assassin saw him and immediately dropped Emeriel.

She crashed to the ground, rolling to the side.

Daemonikai was about to charge at his attacker when a folded piece of cloth was thrown at him.

Mid-flight, it unfolded sharply, releasing a cloud of powdered toxins.

He pulled back, his nostrils flaring. Dragon’s blood. Abadin leaf. The distinct scent of snake skin, probably even mixed with snake bone.

hit him, his muscles screamed. Any ordinary Urekai would have collapsed instantly, paralyzed and

exaggeration. A mixture of toxins powerful enough to burn through

every ounce of his dwindling strength, he closed the distance, grabbed the

the dagger from the assassin’s belt and drove it into him. He aimed for precise, vital points, again

brush, in his human form,

“Are you alright?”

gritted through his

him. I

forest; the only

found her

content now

his feet pounding the ground, back to Ravenshadow. The pain pierced through his

his skin. His arms trembled from

he whispered over and over

with me, my